Indulge in indulgence

With this face alone, it is hard to believe that this is the face of a man who is about to turn 30.

Su Wen looked over, opened his thin lips, and uttered two clear and cold words: "You are..."

Cen Yi put away the fleeting shock in his heart, and continued the unfinished words for him: "Cen Yi."

Su Wen hummed briefly and lowered his eyelashes: "Hi, it's the first time we meet.

I am Su Wen. "

He stretched out his hand, but only briefly shook it with Cen Yi, and then let go.

Su Wen didn't seem to intend to continue the conversation after saying this, and his eyes fell on the dictionary again.

He leaned against the corner, his body stretched, his chin slightly raised, a small half of his curvaceous neck was exposed under the turtleneck sweater, showing a bit of inhuman arrogance.

Su Wen lacked interest, and Cen Yi could vaguely sense that the other party didn't welcome him. After thinking about it, there was a high probability that it was because of his absence last time, which made him feel like he was playing a big game.

Su Wen won the Best Actor award in his early 20s, and was later nominated for numerous international awards. He is somewhat arrogant and arrogant. He is a talented person who does not want to rely on his appearance. Just a newcomer who doesn't know his surname.

It was difficult for Cen Yi to judge whether he was also included in the group of "newcomers who flutter and don't know their surname" by the other party, so he handed the cup of coffee in his hand to Su Wen, smiling respectfully and considerately: "Here Senior bought it, iced American style."

Cen Yi's eyebrows were raised, but he seemed to be well-bred, and the domineering and publicity between his eyebrows was diluted.

She couldn't see the violent force that pulled people's hair and rolled the sheets last night. Instead, she looked cute and handsome, very lovable.

Su Wen hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand to take it.

"Thank you."

Someone on the other side called them to put on makeup first.

Su Wen followed behind Cen Yi, he looked up at the tall and strong figure in front of him, and frowned uncomfortably.

It was the first time for him to meet Cen Yi. He had seen him in the photos before. He met him once at an awards ceremony from a distance. What kind of award was it?It might be some kind of rookie award, he can't remember.

Su Wen is always invited to major awards ceremonies throughout the year, but his memory is not that good.

No matter how you look at it, Cen Yi is a very high-quality Alpha. Although he is not very old, his aura around him is still undiminished. Standing there will make people feel full of oppression.

Su Wen didn't show too much surprise.

If one needs to gain a short-term foothold in the entertainment industry by relying on his face and family background, sooner or later he will be washed down by the younger generations.

Su Wen withdrew his gaze, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and when he passed by the assistant, he naturally put the glass of iced Americano in the assistant's hand. Under the suspicious gaze of the other party, there was a faint trace of distaste between his eyebrows and eyes: "You drink it, I will drink it. Don't like coffee."

It was not until sitting in front of the dressing table that Su Wen's tense body finally let go.

This morning, his head was dull and numb, like a ball of paste heated by body temperature, his reaction was slow and sluggish.

He suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have given that bitter and astringent stuff to his assistant just now, maybe he should have taken a few sips.

When Su Wen thought of what happened at the latest, his face became even more ugly.

He seldom made this kind of mistake, even if he didn't carry inhibitors with him, he ran to the wrong room, and the most outrageous thing was that he fell asleep with a strange Alpha by mistake.

Although Su Wen's mind was so burned last night that there was almost no such thing as reason, when he woke up this morning, he didn't even see who the other party put on his clothes, and fled in a panic.

The man's movements were really fierce, Su Wen was tossed and tossed all night, his body seemed to be dismantled and reassembled, his whole body was sore, especially a certain unspeakable part.

But those fragments of memories, those messy things, were pieced together in his mind stroke by stroke.

It was the first time that Su Wen hated his good memory of reciting words accumulated over the years.

In the only memory left, he was dragged by the man by the hair and pressed in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The stimulating feeling behind him was simply outrageous. The beautiful night scene on the fourteenth floor can still be seen in front of his eyes until now, and his ears are full of the animal's smile. Meaningful foul language.

He has been abstinent for a long time, and this is the first time that he has had such a rough and lingering bed affair. When he woke up this morning, his legs were limp, and he was numb from head to toe, not to mention the various marks on his body, all of which made him blush, Angry.

But what to do, he can't rush forward and slap the sleeping person twice, and then kick him out of bed.

After all, he was the one who entered the wrong room, and he was the one who asked for help.

Su Wen felt terrible.

This morning, he supported his sore and limp legs to clean himself, then took out the inhibitor from the accompanying suitcase, swallowed it whole with cold water, and then took out the inhibitor patch, tore it off and pasted it on the gland in the back of his neck. physically.

He propped himself up on the sink weakly, forcing himself to ignore those purple marks, looking at himself in the mirror, the corners of his eyes were red and swollen probably because of crying.

It's really that pity has the upper hand, diluting the coldness around him.

Su Wen lived for nearly 30 years, and this was the first time he felt so embarrassed.

Su Wen had such resentment that he couldn't tell outsiders, his face was covered with a layer of frost and snow, the female makeup artist who was putting on his makeup seemed to have suddenly discovered something, and said softly: "Brother Wen, On your neck..."

Su Wen spent his whole life self-cultivating, and pulled up his collar without changing his face, but his fingers pinching the sweater were very hard: "Mosquito bites."

The makeup artist didn't pay any more attention after hearing the words, but just muttered casually: "Are there still mosquitoes this day? I have grass ointment over there, do you want to use it?"

The corner of Su Wen's mouth twitched slightly, and his tone was calm: "No, thank you."

The make-up artist was probably born weak, and frowned again: "Brother Wen, do you have a cold, your voice is so hoarse?"

Su Wen: "..."

I cried and yelled last night, and my voice is almost fine.

He drank three cups of honey water this morning, and he was barely able to speak normally.

Su Wen coughed: "It rained a little last night..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his assistant Lu Xiao whisper behind him: "What? Brother Wen, are you in the rain?"

Following her unprecedented yell, everyone in the room raised their heads, and Cen Yi who was not far away was also startled, and quickly raised his eyes to look at Su Wen.

Lu Xiao rushed to Su Wen's side, touching his head and hands, but his expression was serious and rigorous, and he didn't look like he was eating beauty tofu at all: "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Have you caught a cold?"

Su Wen helplessly let her do it, and sighed, "It's okay, I just drenched a little, and I'll wipe it off right away when I go back."

Hearing what he said, Lu Xiaocai let out a breath and felt relieved: "That's good, the filming has just started, and it will be troublesome if you get sick.

Later, I asked Xiao Liu to prescribe another course of traditional Chinese medicine, and I took it to the set to drink, and prepared the medicine stickers, just in case.

If you feel uncomfortable somewhere, please tell me in advance, the third hospital is away from these four intersections..."

Cen Yi seemed to be frightened by Lu Xiao's gesture of condolence, which can be called a first-level alert, as if he was treating a fragile glass man.

While the stylist was looking for a hair dryer, he turned his head to look at Jiang Tao with a funny expression: "Is it exaggerated?"

Jiang Tao shook his head and lowered his voice: "Su Wen is not in good health, and I heard that he was injured during the filming process, the horse was frightened, he fell off the fast-running horse and fell on the railing.

Now his studio is very cautious about him, lest he fall again. "

Cen Yi raised his eyebrows, and the mocking expression just now quickly faded away: "Did you fall?"

There is a horse farm in the mountain behind his house. Cousin Cen Yi likes to play polo. Although he is not very good at playing polo, Cen Yi was lucky enough to ride a horse to visit it a few times.

He was good at riding, but once he lost his mind and fell from a jogging horse. Even though he was physically strong, the fall was hard enough, and it hurt for several days.

Su Wen fell off the galloping horse, and everyone is happy that his brain didn't break.

Cen Yi subconsciously looked at Su Wen, and the light outlined his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

The paint was brushed on Su Wen's face, his brows were lowered slightly, his slender eyelids had dark pupils, his nose was thin and straight, and his thin lips were drawn into a cold straight line.

Even when he was sitting, his spine was still straight and upright.

Su Wen lowered her head, a small section of her pale neck was exposed under her jet-black hair.

Su Wen is very beautiful, and his facial features are not as soft and gentle as ordinary Omegas, but they look sharp from certain angles.

It was only then that Cen Yi realized that Su Wen's personal encyclopedia was full of major works and awards, but his gender was not indicated.

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